Euf and I took our delayed honeymoon over my Winter Break a few weeks back. We went to LA, and then Palm Springs. It was the first time I actually enjoyed going to LA.

A few pics now, with some more at a later date, when I'm in the mood. :)



Needless to say, it was a gloomy day.

I feel like reviving this blog.

I miss writing. I've been reading like a hound since I've been on break from school. Library books, used books I bought years ago, old emails from the courtship of Euf and I, my old Nanowrimo novel. Reading, reading, reading. And Euf's been writing like a hound. After I decided the novel was not worth editing, we decided he could adapt it into a screenplay. And he is. Which is awesome. It's been fun tossing off inciting incidents and visual motifs together.

But all this reading makes me miss writing. I wrote in journals pretty regularly from the seventh grade, all the way up to my NYC days. And when I moved to SF, I started blogging. In the last year though, where has the outlet been? Missing.

I've been tossing around short story ideas, reading books with writing exercises, even jotting down shitty poetry, but it all feels like so much pressure. And then I remembered my neglected blog. So here I am. What better way to get into the habit again.

Because reading old stuff reminded me that I like recording my personal history, no matter how pretentious or self-indulgent it is. I always have. Otherwise your memories just become vague foggy visuals. When I read through the old emails Euf and I used to send back in 2001, I was shocked how many stories I'd forgotten. Brief moments of meaningfulness to me that just evaporated over time.

Anyway, I'm back. For now. We'll see how long this lasts.

Finally! San Francisco, July 2008.

Ok, these are all my pics (that I care to share, I have a gazillion more crappier ones) from my trip to SF this summer for Crazy Girls' Weekend, as it came to be known. The six of us from Cuse all gathered at Annika's home in Oakland to celebrate our common 30th birthdays this year. There was wine, cake, gang signs, hysteria, crafts, and lots of pictures. Good times all around.

Next blogging catch up project: Twin Cities/Webster 4th of July pics. Hopefully I'll get them up in the next week or so before my school year starts. In fact, I can almost guarantee they'll be up before August 25th, because frankly, I won't have time to do it after that, with my rambunctuous first grade class roster. :)

The good old N-Judah and the approach to the ballpark. Sigh.

Annika cracks me up.



Willie!







Love that wide angle lens.

To think they were freshman roommates in college all those years ago. :) This is up on a hill in an amazing cemetary in Oakland. Beautiful views of the Bay.





Gene Simmons tongue!



Stained glass in Winchester Mystery house.

Loved this spider window in the Winchester Mystery House.



And so begins the "13" gang symbol we created that weekend. That, in fact, was the moment of creation. And you might be able to sense the craziness in Annika's eyes. About ten seconds after this picture was taken, both of us were in tears uncontrollably laughing. We lost our shit entirely. The tour guide was bad, and mockable, and it made us nuts.



We're less crazy here. Hooray for fresh air!





I like how Sue's head looks like it's floating.

More Healdsburg stuff.

This was Healdsburg Day, and people were already going a little bit bonkers. :)



Drunk!





I love the look of suspicion, but I especially love the picture on the laptop. :)

Fun with continuous shot mode on the camera! Yes, we're grown adults.

And then there was the bubble wrap.

"Be a tiger!"



This is what happens after you watch Project Runway. Geriann is very serious here.



Heh, that reflection off the frame behind Audrey's right hand makes it look like she's holding a cigarette, all classy-like. How model-esqe.





Her best haute couture pose.

"I don't see where it says lactating bitches on this!"



"Oh, right there."

Introducing Saltay, the official cake of Crazy Girls' Weekend 2008, courtesy of Audrey and Geriann. We always bake cakes when we get together and this was no exception.



Let's just say that lighting 30 candles in the shape of the number 30 with really old candles from the convenience store across the street...well, the candles didn't hold up so well.



I actually have a series of pictures I took (again, with E's continuous shot mode) of Annika doing some cool taekwondo kicks, but this one is the coolest by itself, I think.



Believe it or not, there were MadLibs. Annika has a picture of me reading one, Regina smiling in her sleep and Geriann falling off the couch in laughter. Good times.